Rebirth: Overthrow Song Dynasty

Wan Yanjing took a breath and said, "Master, there is also Song Jun ahead!"

Wanyan Loushi's face was calm and said: "I saw it! Let's go back!"

Wan Yanjing was taken aback, and said: "Back?"

Wanyanlou said: "That's right! I don't know how many ambushes are in the woods in front of me. We just broke in like this. It's extremely dangerous, so we have to retreat."

Wan Yanjing said, "But, there is also Song Jun behind!"

Wanyan Loushi smiled bitterly: "This is also no way! Let's move towards the west, there may be fewer enemies there."

At this moment, facing such a situation, Wanyan Lou had nothing to do. He didn't dare to go deep into the jungle because he didn't know the details, so he could only retreat! Although Song Jun also exists in other directions, the terrain in other places is better anyway! He would never go north. There are tens of thousands of cavalry in the north, and the Song army outside Zhongshan Mansion is very likely to be heading here. It is too dangerous to go north! If you go south, there are square formations led by Qu Duan and Yu Yunwen, so you can only go west.

At the moment, under the leadership of Wanyan Loushi, the Jurchen cavalry began to move towards the west.

However, when they had just walked for less than a quarter of an hour, countless Song Army phalanxes appeared to the west!

Of the 100,000 troops led by Qu Duan and Yu Yunwen, more than half of them were in the south, and a little more in the west. Now this little Song army rushed over! In the south, the rest of Qu Duan and Yu Yunwen's troops are also coming here!

At such a moment, the Jurchens can only fight to the death, and there is no chance to escape.

With a loud roar, Wanyan Lou's room rushed forward with his soldiers.

Behind him, countless Jurchens roared and rushed forward.

"Follow me and attack in one direction!" Wanyan Loushi shouted loudly.

The sword in his hand was swung toward the front, and more than ten spears were cut off by him, but soon, the spears in the back row had already pierced again.

Wanyan Lou's sword was again taken out, and the spear behind was also cut off.

He went forward desperately, the sword kept shooting, and finally a soldier of the Song Army fell under his sword.

The number of Song troops who fell in the front is increasing, but there are more Song troops behind.

These Song troops completely disregarded their personal safety and just wanted to kill the enemy!

Although there was a gap in their phalanx, it didn't take long for the gap to be filled again.

Wanyan Loushi didn't know how many enemies he had killed, he only felt the endless spears, there were spears everywhere, and he couldn't kill them at all!

At this moment, there was a shout of killing from the East, and Wu Jie had already led fifty thousand Yangtze River naval forces to come! Most of Wu Jie's men are bowmen and crossbowmen. At this moment, he only listened to the swooshing sound, and the arrows flew horizontally. I don't know how many real girls fell from the horse, and countless Jurchens fell in a pool of blood!

"Master, are we going to die?" Wan Yanjing was stabbed with a spear on his arm. At this moment, only blood was flowing. He pressed the wound on his arm with his other hand and said in horror.

"Kill the enemy quickly! Don't stop!" Wanyan Loushi glanced back at him and shouted loudly.

He still remembered that Wanyanjing was full of vigor on the city wall that day, but he didn't expect that Wanyanjing would be so cowardly when he really came to the battlefield. Wan Yanjing kept moving backwards, hiding in the army, and didn't dare to charge forward at all.

"Master, let's surrender!" Wan Yanjing cried.

"You bastard!" Wanyan Lou cursed.

He ignored Wanyanjing no longer, and he rushed forward desperately!

Rows of spears were broken through, and Wanyanlou felt that there were fewer and fewer soldiers beside him.

The sky gradually darkened, and the sky was full of snow.

Wanyan Lou room suddenly felt that the pressure in front was reduced, and there was no Song Jun's phalanx in front!

"We are out!" Wanyan Loushi took a deep breath and exclaimed.

However, at this moment, there are only less than two thousand soldiers left beside him! The rest of the soldiers are still trapped in layers of spear formations!

"Master, let's escape here quickly." Wan Yanjing was still following the army, anxiously said at the moment.

"Yes, we have to escape here! Go, now we can only continue to the east or south." Wan Yan Lou said.

They headed eastward, but after half an hour had passed, there was a sound of horseshoes in front of them!

Zhang Xian and Li Yanxian are leading fifty thousand Song Army cavalry here waiting for the arrival of Wanyan Lou's room!

When the phalanx formed a siege before, Zhang Xian and Li Yanxian did not participate in the offensive, they just kept guarding outside, constantly annihilating some Jurchen defeated soldiers!

And Wanyan Loushi, Wanyanjing and others are undoubtedly the most popular Jurchen soldiers!

"It's over!" A wry smile appeared on Wanyan Loushi's face.

"There is also Song Jun here..." Wan Yanjing's face was dull, and her heart was extremely desperate.

Song Jun came from all directions and did not immediately attack. At this moment, Wan Yanjing abruptly got off his horse, he headed forward, and then fell to his knees in the snow!

"Spare! Forgive! I am the son of Wanyan Zongwang, the second prince of Jurchen, you can spare our lives!" Wanyanjing shouted loudly.

He speaks Chinese! He is a Jurchen noble and grew up in Taiyuan City, so he is proficient in Chinese!

When Wanyanjing said this, Wanyanlou's room was stunned, and the Jurchen soldiers behind were also stunned.

After just a moment, dozens of Jurchen soldiers also got off their horses and headed forward. They also knelt to the ground! During the six years of these Jurchens in the Central Plains, they could still understand the word "forgiveness"! At this moment they also knelt on the ground, shouting for mercy.

Gradually, more and more Jurchen soldiers got down from their horses and knelt down in the snow ahead.

Wanyan Loushi rode on the horse, staring blankly at everything in front of her.

At this moment, Song Jun has surrounded this place, and Song Jun has already approached here!

Zhang Xian came out of the army and looked at the scene in front of him with a look of contempt in his eyes.

"Is this the Jurchen? Are you tyrannical? Now you kneel down in front of our Han people!" Zhang Xian sneered.

"Spare! The general is spared! The Hans are noble, and we Jurchens are willing to surrender to the Hans!" Wan Yanjing said in panic.

"Huh! Are you the son of Wanyan Zongwang? Your father Wanyan Zongwang was also captured alive by us, but he has a lot more bones than you!" Zhang Xian said.

"Ah? Your father has been captured alive by you? You didn't kill him?" Wan Yan Jing said.

"No, it would be too cheap to kill him." Zhang Xian said.

"Great! You didn't kill your father, so naturally you wouldn't kill me! Thank you, thank you Han grandpas!" Wan Yanjing said with surprise.

He prayed so shamelessly, just like a clown, the surrounding Song Army soldiers couldn't help laughing. The other Jurchens lowered their heads deeply. They also felt the shame, but they did not dare to speak.

Wanyan Loushi and more than a dozen Jurchen soldiers were still riding on their horses, and they also felt shame.

Wanyan Loushi's face was pale, he slammed his horse toward the front, and the dozen or so Jurchen soldiers behind also followed him.

Wanyan Lou room rushed straight in the direction where Zhang Xian was!

"Just now this kid is Wanyan Zongwang's son. You must be a general Jurchen when you are with him! Look at your appearance and Wanyan Lou's room, but I have some imagination! It must be Wanyan Lou's room!" Zhang Xian said loudly. .

He once saw the portrait of Wan Yan Lou Shi, and immediately recognized Wan Yan Lou Shi.

Right now, Zhang Xian laughed and moved forward. Beside him, hundreds of soldiers also moved forward.

Wanyan Loushi is extremely tired now. He has been fighting for a day, especially when he was in the middle of the siege just now. In order to get out of the siege, his whole body has been exhausted, but now he is still trying his best to move forward!

He didn't want to kneel on the ground in the same shame as Wan Yanjing, he would rather die in battle.

He was getting closer and closer to Zhang Xian, and he took the initiative to attack Zhang Xian. The sword in his hand came towards Zhang Xian with all his strength.

Zhang Xian sneered, and the iron spear in his hand pierced out. Before Wan Yan Lou's sword was cut on his body, the iron spear in Zhang Xian's hand had already pierced Wan Yan Lou's chest! Wanyan Lou room is already at the end of the crossbow, it is simply difficult to dodge!

The same is true for the dozen or so Jurchens behind Wanyanlou's room. They have been fighting for a day, and now they are all aching and weak, and most of them are full of scars.

In just a moment, the dozen or so Jurchens all fell in a pool of blood.

"Master." Wan Yanjing exclaimed. He wanted to stand up, think about it, kneel down again, lowered his head, pretending not to see everything in front of him. It's just that his whole body is trembling, feces and urine are flowing, and a stinky smell comes from him.

All the Jurchens who fell on their knees were shaking, and no one dared to stand up.

"General, what about these Jurchens?" Soldiers already came to Zhang Xian's side and said.

"Take down all their weapons and leave them a way to survive! The Central Plains is broken, and the construction of water conservancy and roads in the future will require these Jurchens! This is your majesty's order!" Zhang Xian said.

When Wan Yanjing heard Zhang Xian's words, he breathed a sigh of relief. Only then did he feel the wetness in his crotch and the cold and uncomfortable.

The sound of shouting and killing in the distance gradually died down, but soon, the earth-shaking cheers rang!